too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


*Danny’s eyebrows furrowed a bit, realizing too that the tactic was indeed not working. Shit. It was bad that he didn’t know the full story, but he was sure that Johnny had his reasons for what happened, and he was sure that nothing was truly intentional* I’m sure there was a very good reason. Johnny like, he cares about you so much, Cute. I believe him. *he said, not sure what else he could say to soothe the child. He wasn’t there for most of it, after all. In fact, he felt like he needed to be filled in on the matter*

You cling to Danny’s clothes as the three of you float in the air, and find your tiny body sinking from the sky slowly as you try to comprehend this. J-johnny killed you… he put you through so much pain… Like the time Dude got to you…

The thought triggers more thoughts pouring into your memory, flashbacks of being stabbed in the chest and suffocating as your lungs filled with liquid..! Then back to the thoughts of the hole that was once in your tummy. Your little body can’t handle all the stress and you begin to sink faster, letting go of Danny while whining and curling up in a frightened ball in the air.

You really do want to believe he was only doing what he felt was right and he wanted to protect you, but… b-but… it hurt so much, it really did. You didn’t think anything could hurt that bad ever. Your whole body shudders remembering the pain and fear. It takes a little while while before you manage to choke out any words.

…I…it huwt…a-a wot…

You know Cute is scared right now, scared of -you-, but no matter what, you can’t bare to see her curling up like that and just… looking so very, very scared… And as she begins to slowly lose height, you float over to her and embrace her softly, keeping her afloat, talking softly to her, too quietly for Danny to hear.

I know… I know and I’m so, so sorry… I never -ever- meant to hurt you, but that… That bastard, Mmy… he tricked the both of us… I-I’m so sorry, Cute, please forgive me… I’ll never, ever hurt you again as long as I live…

You say to her softly, hugging her from behind and quiet happy you can’t see what you can only imagine to be her tiny, tear-stained face with those huge, blue, terrified eyes…

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


*Danny grimaced when he realized he probably said something he shouldn’t have, raising an eyebrow and looking over at Johnny. Wasn’t it about time Cute knew about this kind of stuff? He shrugged his shoulders, looking a bit apologetic at Johnny as if to say “sorry, didn’t know” about the situation. He pulled on a happy face and smiled again, turning his attention back to Cute* Yeah, all that matters is that you’re okay now, Cute! Nothing to worry about, hahah. Just took me for a run now, is all. *he laughed nervously, continuing to pet her head in hopes to ease her worries*

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D…died..?

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D…does dat mean…Johnny ki…ki…kiwwed me..?!

You barely manage to squeak out the last words and reflexively find yourself pressing against Nny. So it wasn’t a bad dream…that hole in your tummy, that was real hole in your tummy…

Not even being pets on the head and thoughts of superpowers can make you more comfortable with this revelation and you begin whining.Your ears pin back to the top of your head and your tail quickly drops between your legs. A loud whine escapes your throat at the terrible thought.

Nny didn’t mean it, you know he didn’t, and it was all your fault anyway for getting in the way, but…still…Maybe you were a little young to have this explained to you.

Hearing her comprehend this piece of information and -not- focusing on the diversion breaks your heart.

You swallow hard and look down, shivering slightly and feeling sick.

I… Did…

You say quietly, the words leaving a bitter, burning taste in your mouth and throat.

It was a accident,  I… I w-was trying to protect you…

You feebly explain, though you have a feeling it’s futile. As long as she doesn’t put two and two together and figure out that -you- died as well. That would probably freak her out even more, which is the last thing she needs right now.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


Oof! h-hay! *he says as he feels tiny arms around him, looking over to see that, well, it was Cute! His face lit up with relief, wrapping his arms around the child* Cute!! You’re alive, haha, I knew it, I knew it!  *he said as he squeezed her, one hand reaching up to pet her behind the ears* So rad! *he said, still a bit amazed before seeming to snap out of it, glancing around at Cute and back at Johnny. He smiled, still very, very relieved* Yeah, that uh, that sounds great, Johnny! I was just there, actually. Hahah…Although it almost gave me a heart attack. *he rubbed the back of his head nervously before looking back down at Cute smiling* I’m just happy Cute’s okay.

When Danny pets you behind the ear, you completely melt into his arm, purring loudly and gently kneading your paws against his chest and stomach. You can’t think of much to say with all this emotional whiplash you’re feeling, but you figure you might as well just enjoy the good feeling of being pet.

I-I’m awive, Mistew Danny. I just took a nap and woke up somewhewe ewse…

The truth of the situation is far from your grasp, but you hardly know better. The concept of actually dying to you meant staying dead, and never living again. Anything else just…didn’t feel like death anyway.

When he pulls his hand away, you’re able to think again and frown a little.

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…Wait…why wouwdn’t I be okay..?

You glance back at your moirail, confused and looking for an answer.

Well, uhm…

Hoboy, this is gonna be a difficult one. You look helplessly to Danny to try and get some kind of backup from him, although you figured some time ago you’d eventually have to stop pussyfooting around Cute.

Cute, you, uh… You’ve Godtiered… And that means you… Died… Back there… I-it’s okay, though, because you’re alive now and you pretty much can’t die now!

You hurriedly add, anticipating another breakdown and wanting to prevent it as best you can. With a bit of luck, Cute’ll be too preoccupied being immortal and having super powers to think much about how she just died less than an hour ago.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


*Danny groaned, eyes squinting open after a few moments of being incapacitated by the impact. However, his eyes quickly shot open when he saw who it was*

Johnny?

*he slowed down, teetering to a stop within the clouds. He floated back a little from Johnny, rubbing his head* What, what are you doing here?

*he asked, although it was a pretty stupid question.*

You float quickly back up into the cloud behind your moirail, but upon recognizing your friend you dash out and fling your little arms around the kind halfa’s body.

Mistew Danny!

A purr begins to rumble from your throat, your brain now able to comprehend how to do so correctly. The purr grows louder and you can’t help a smile from plastering itself across your face when Danny says Johnny’s name.

Were they friends? You hoped they were friends! A big web of friendship and more friends andaaaaaah! Imagine if all of your friends were friends and stuff! Your tail wags rapidly behind you.

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Mistew Danny! You know Johnny?

Y-yeah, he knows me… Used to hang around my sister a lot…

You say as you stabilize yourself, floating up to the two of them, your flight-pattern slightly reminiscent of that of a drunk bee’s.

I’m just here to pick Cute up… We were gonna go home to her place and relax after all a’ this… Wanna join?

You ask, having no problems with Danny and finding him a pretty cool guy. It’s funny, since parting with your sister, you’ve come to cherish what she used to like -who- she used to like. Maybe it’s a way of remembering her…

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


You give a tiny nod and are about to accept his apology when another enormous sound rings out across Skaia’s wide sky. You shriek in terror and suddenly find yourself lost for air as another fandom collides headfirst into the two of you in a cloud. A slip out of your moirail’s arms and float back into the cloud later, you manage to breathe once more.

It takes a moment to register what hits you, and when you do, you blink slowly in surprise, and need a second to process the person floating in front of you in the cloud.

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M…Mistew Danny..?

Oomph!

You drop Cute and promptly get pushed back as something - or someone, it seems - flies right into you, staggering you and knocking the air out of you for a moment.

When you open your eyes again, the light seems too bright and you have to close them again with a whimper, holding your stomach as you suck air back into your lungs.

D…Danny?…

You stammer hoarsely as vision returns to you and you recognise the projectile who collided with you. It’s still kind of hard to stay still in the air, though, and your head hurts a little if you try to concentrate too hard on it.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


You giggle a little, nodding at the idea. Normally you were at least a little opposed to a bath, but that blood really needed to come off Johnny. A little bit drips onto your fur on your face and you make a small whining noise of complain. A little white paw comes up and you try to wipe the splotch off with the heel of your hand, but it only smears further onto your face and the fur on your hand.

Ewwwww…

A whine of protest and defeat leaves your throat and you feel your ears and tail droop. It takes a long time to get blood out of fur. And you didn’t really know how that well, usually it just shedded out when you got a new coat of fur.

You wobble in mid-air as you see the blood drip onto her face and groan slightly as she accidentally smears it. Oh, Cthulhu, you really don’t like blood…

You falter slightly, closing your eyes, before shaking your head and taking a deep breath, finding it unusually difficult to orientate yourself right afterwards, looking confused for a second before looking down to Cute, smiling, apologetically and continuing towards LoWaF.

S-sorry about that… I’ll help you with it when we get home.

You say, still not flying completely straight, but hey, this is space. It’s not like you’re gonna crash into anything.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

too-cute-fandom:

jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


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Mm-hmm…

You nod a little at both statements, looking up at him with proud eyes. When he picks you up, you giggle softly, snuggling into his arms and lightly pressing your tiny body against the much nicer-smelling Nny. He also didn’t seem to have any problems picking you up now! He’s a lot stronger!

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Y-yeah…wet’s go home…c-can you stay wif me..? W-we can pway at my house..? It’s not fawwing apawt as bad… And we can watch some movies and eat popcown and stuff.

Really, you just wanted to be back home to your familiar land of puffballs and fabric. It felt much safer than this scary large chessboard. Rolling with the punches, you conclude that you probably just fell asleep on that rock on your planet and someone else carried you to this one.

It makes sense to you! You used to fall asleep on the couch all the time before Sburb, only to wake up in your bed.

I’d love to do that!

You say as you lift off the ground, slowly at first, but picking up more speed as you fly away from Skaia, the clouds cold and wet as you fly through them, making you shiver slightly, but also washing away just a bit of the blood on your face.

I… Might need a bath first, though.

You chuckle apologetically as you leave Skaia, heading for LoWaF.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

too-cute-fandom:

jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

You sigh in relief when his eyes blink in and out of existance. They’re going to be the death of you and you know it. When he explains himself a little better, you still have questions and concerns, but they all silence themselves as you notice through the scent of blood that he really doesn’t smell sick anymore.

It’s amazing how much it lightens him up, makes him smell so much nicer, but much different. The scent was very overpowering, especially recently…But now it’s suddenly gone. He smells much nicer now, save for the gore. And he doesn’t look very good with that painful-looking scar…You wonder how he got it.

You also don’t really care right now anyway, and slowly let out the concerned breath you were holding with a weak smile when he pulls you in for a tight hug.

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D…dat’s good…A-and it’s okay…I’m not mad at you…I don’t fink I can be mad at you, Johnny…I-I…I fink you saved me…

You still don’t understand what the godtier process is or what it means for you, but all you know is that your tummy hurt because Nny accidentally hurt you, you were carried somewhere, fell asleep, presumably, and woke up here.

…Wherever here is.

You sigh as she claims you blameless, knowing you’re everything -but-, although it still makes you feel a little better that at least only -one- of you blames you.

I… Did my best, at least…

You mumble into the hug before rising up, carrying Cute in your arms, lifting her up once again.

Hey… Let’s go home.

You suggest with a smile as you hug her closely, finding her a lot lighter than before you godtiered… Although that might have something to do with you literally having the strength of a God now.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

You’re very very shaky on your tiny legs, and actually have an even harder time keeping your balance witth how fast your puppy tail is wagging. He’s okay! Johnny’s okay and you’re okay and everything’s going to be fine..!

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I-I’m okay Johnny…I’m okay n-now dat I can get home and…a-and dat you’we hewe…A-and ev’wyfing’s gonna be oka—

Your voice stops rambling as soon as something occurs to you. He can fly now! Or at least again. He stopped being able to fly when he died last time. An overpowering scent of blood washes over you now as you finally notice his hair and face are drenched in blood.

You flinch in terror and more tears prick at your eyes, finally dripping down your face. Oh god, he died, what happend?! He still doesn’t have eyes and he can fly..! You don’t think to check for a pulse or his breath, but it’s understandable. You’ve been through a lot today.

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O-oh no…

It takes you a moment of staring, concerned and confused at Cute’s reaction before you notice the blood dripping from your face and you flinch at the sight, fear instantly gripping your chest before you realize where it’s from and you put a hand over the still raw-looking and inflamed scar on your forehead.

O-oh… No, it’s okay, Cute, look, I’m not dead or anything! I just, uh…

How the fuck do you explain that you blew your own brains out to get rid of a tumour?

I just… T-took care of my sickness, see? And they’re still just contacts.

You say, pointing to your eyes and blinking, your wardrobifier helping you along by taking the contacts away before you blink again and they’re back.

You hug Cute tightly next and sigh.

I’m so sorry I worried you…

-And about everything else too. Like killing her, chasing her all over LoTaT, probably hurting her ears just now…

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

too-cute-fandom:

jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

You start and yelp when you suddenly hit the ground before you actually thought you would. And then shiver and go silent when you realize that’s not what you did at all…And a warm, familiar voice catches your attention. Slowly, your gaze rises up to see you moirail’s face, against all odds, and you can hardly believe it.

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Words fail you for several moments before you finally find it in yourself to speak much at all. And when you do, your voice is still choked with emotion, and completely unable to answer his question.

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J…Johnny..?

You still find your little body shivering too hard do much else besides breathe, but you manage to find the energy to throw your arms around his neck and sob loudly out of both relief and recovering fear and trauma.

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Johnny..!

You can’t help but laugh and hug your tiny moirail closely as she finally comes to and says your name, tears welling up at the corners of your eyes as you hold her closely.

Christ on a stick, you scared me there, Cute!

You laugh as you finally touch down again, kneeling down to allow Cute’s feet to touch the ground, though you’re still hugging her. There is no way in hell you’re letting go of her. Luckily, there isn’t any battling going on right here where you are, though giant exchange punches far off in the distance.

I am so sorry about all of this… How’re you feeling? You okay? You’re not hurt, right?

You ask, instantly going into mother-hen mode and looking her over, noting how cute her Godtier outfit is and how much it suits her. Sweet, little Heir of Heart.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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jthm-fandom:

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


You whimper softly on your rock, keeping burying your head into your knees. Your tummy hurt again, but not because of any wounds. You felt sick and scared all alone and all by yourself on this scary rock on this strange planet.

But a loud boom from the sky quickly jolts you out of that fear and catapults you into another. You shoot into the air and take off in the opposite direction, not caring about the danger it would lead you in. Loud noises never sat well with you, and honestly, they just made you even more jumpy than usual. A scream tears through your throat as you take off, speedy, but unable to fully control your flight.

It’s only a few minutes before you find yourself tumbling through clouds and suddenly you’re diving straight for the ground. The inertia is far too strong for you to even TRY to brake, and you can do nothing but hold your arms up to shield your face and whimper as you streak for the ground.

You call out to her in panic as Cute begins to fly away from you, cursing yourself for going fast enough to create a sonic boom, for crying out loud. Even though that was totally not what it was. She falters and suddenly begins to fall and your heart skips a beat.

Without even thinking or taking time to call out for her, you dive after her, taking off just enough speed to not break her neck and right before she hits the ground, you catch her!

Gotcha!

You say as you take her in your arms, holding her closely and safely, giving a sigh as you ascend in a soft curve, taking off speed until you’re simply hovering over the ground, slowly descending.

Cute, are you okay?

You ask as you look down at the tiny, shivering cat-dog-thing in your arms.

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…

Meanwhile, back on LoWaF, a body lies slumped on the ground next to Cute’s questbed as the sun slowly rises, shedding light on the soft, pastelly land.

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It doesn’t move. -You- don’t move. And I think you’ve worried everyone enough for now, mister dramatic.

Slowly, you begin stirring, groaning and dizzy as the universe starts patching you up, healing your head and cleaning you of your own blood as you sit up, rubbing the place where you just blew your own brains out gingerly. Curiously enough, there’s a small scar there, and you’re missing a bit of hair from the back of your head. But what’s more important, something else is missing too.

Disoriented, you look around and behind you and finally spot it; a disgusting blob of tissue and mutated cells lying on the ground all bloody and sick-looking. A smile slowly crawls onto your face as you rub your head and notice the ever-present headache you’ve always had is slowly starting to fade.

You can’t help a small chuckle as you look at it. The feeling of doom’s completely gone!…

As you look more around you, though, your heart sinks. There’s Cute’s body, lying stone dead on the stone slab. You panic for a moment, thinking it didn’t work before something grabs your attention. Something you’re quite surprised you didn’t see before. Something that’s -really- hard to miss. A giant-ass flashing heart-symbol in the sky, floating over Skaia.

You let out a relieved sigh. Oh, thank Cthulhu!…

And without further thought, you get up, wobbling slightly, and immediately set off towards it, flying as fast as you can. You don’t need an anon to help you this time, you’re faster than you’ve ever been before. You’re also kind of unsteady, but that’s only to be expecting when the universe is still trying to figure out how to make up for lost brain tissue where the tumour used to be.

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You slowly position yourself upright from where you float above your questbed. Your stomachache is…it’s really gone…did any…did any of that really happen..? Thoughts swim in your head as you try to recollect your memories, and you stare down at your tiny furry hands while you think.

It takes you a second to realize that you can actually see your tiny furry hands, and when you do, you look up your arms as well. Hang on, this isn’t your favorite sweater! And with that glance at your body, you also notice you’re now flying and that you’re on a strange checkered planet. Giant creatures loom in the distance, seeming to fight, and you’re high, high above the ground.

Surprisingly, flight comes easily to one afraid of the sky, and you shift back and forth in the air with a giggle. Hey, this is pretty cool..! But where did you get those cool powers from..? You try to think back and it hits you.

Johnny!

You cry out, your first word after resurrection. All the memories come pouring back at once; you forgetting what it’s like to be sad after all that stress, the darkness of LoTaT, Nny playing…hide and seek? That didn’t seem like Nny though…Maybe whatever made you really happy messed him up, too?

You float about in a circle, whimpering softly and holding a hand to your tummy as the fight comes back into your mind. Nny…Nny killed you…N-not on purpose, but he did still kill you…It took so long though…And he did try to…to get you…somewhere..? Memories go fuzzy after that, and you can’t remember much anything.

J…johnny… Ani..? Guwwen..? A-anyone..? H-hewwo..?

A glance around the planet once more still reveals no friends or allies, though an ominous bloodsplatter on the ground far beneath the mountain catches your eye. And promptly leave your line of vision… you don’t want to look at that right now.

You slowly float back down to the rock slab you floated up from, trying to think of what to do next…Y-you had no idea where you were…or how to get home…Actaully, you had no idea where your friends are, either..! Are…are you all alone..?

With a whimper, you sit on the stone slab, drawing your knees to your chest and whining softly. Well…wh-what do you do now..?

You suddenly feel a pulse in your chest for some reason as you fly, rapidly nearing Skaia.

Cute!…

You call out, fearing the worst as you put in an extra effort to reach her, the wind rushing past your ears and pulling off your hood, making you feel like you just broke the sound-barrier, though that would be ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. Even as you hear a loud boom behind you.

The chequered surface of Skaia draws nearer and nearer and with a groan at the speed, you break through the cloud layer and zoom towards the fading heart-symbol. You’re so close now! You can actually -see- her!

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too-cute-fandom asked: NNY-NNY NNY-NNY NYY-NNYYYYYY~ You call out as you float through LoTAT to his door, knocking one before trying to open it and come in. JOOOOOOOOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! WET'S PWAY! WE CAN HUG AND SNUGGWE AND WEMEMBEW HOW YOUW CONSOWT SAID IF WE WOVE EACH OVEW SO MUCH WE SHOUWD GET MAAAAAAAWIIIIIEEEEEED? WET'S GET MAWWIED! NNY! JOHNNY! AWE YOU HOME~~?

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Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…

The second you hear Cute’s voice, a chill goes through your body. She sounds weird, unnatural and utterly terrifying. So the candy-freaks did get to her…

You take a deep breath as you subconsciously press yourself a little more against the wall in your safe-room, not saying a word and not letting Cute in. It’s probably just a matter of seconds before she flies through one of the glassless, not-boarded-up-any-more windows, though…


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♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

You hear none of your moirail’s cries of pain and suffering as he collapses and sobs in front of you. A bright light engulfs your tiny body from within on your home planet, while another one of your bodies, the one still sleeping, finds itself floating up off of a questbed on a planet far above, on Skaia.

The Knight knew where precisely to take the heiress once her powers began to awaken. It’s a tragedy that he will never see her rise.

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A bright light flashes above you as your little body is pulled skyward, breaking gravity’s spell and taking you higher and higher to reach your final transformation. Not that you can feel any of it.

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At least, until now. Slowly, a tingling sensation in your body comes to your attention and you feel sleep try to tug you back, pulling you away from light and consciousness, but something tells you, even in sleep, that you should awaken.

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You feel your body actually heal itself from the inside, where that light grew, deep, deep in your chest. The pain seceeds, and you begin to think once more. A strange sensation washes over you…You feel well, like all that pain in your stomach simply…never existed…It’s almost like you just woke up from a really bad nightmare.

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You open your eyes and blink, staring up at the bright blue sky with bright and curious eyes once more. Where…where are you..?

Meanwhile, back on LoWaF, a body lies slumped on the ground next to Cute’s questbed as the sun slowly rises, shedding light on the soft, pastelly land.

It doesn’t move. -You- don’t move. And I think you’ve worried everyone enough for now, mister dramatic.

Slowly, you begin stirring, groaning and dizzy as the universe starts patching you up, healing your head and cleaning you of your own blood as you sit up, rubbing the place where you just blew your own brains out gingerly. Curiously enough, there’s a small scar there, and you’re missing a bit of hair from the back of your head. But what’s more important, something else is missing too.

Disoriented, you look around and behind you and finally spot it; a disgusting blob of tissue and mutated cells lying on the ground all bloody and sick-looking. A smile slowly crawls onto your face as you rub your head and notice the ever-present headache you’ve always had is slowly starting to fade.

You can’t help a small chuckle as you look at it. The feeling of doom’s completely gone!…

As you look more around you, though, your heart sinks. There’s Cute’s body, lying stone dead on the stone slab. You panic for a moment, thinking it didn’t work before something grabs your attention. Something you’re quite surprised you didn’t see before. Something that’s -really- hard to miss. A giant-ass flashing heart-symbol in the sky, floating over Skaia.

You let out a relieved sigh. Oh, thank Cthulhu!…

And without further thought, you get up, wobbling slightly, and immediately set off towards it, flying as fast as you can. You don’t need an anon to help you this time, you’re faster than you’ve ever been before. You’re also kind of unsteady, but that’s only to be expecting when the universe is still trying to figure out how to make up for lost brain tissue where the tumour used to be.

(Reblogged from too-cute-fandom)